When I had no Freedom

When I had no freedom,

I made patience my knowledge.

 

When I didn’t have a car,

I made busses my transportation.

 

When I had no money,

I made application my job.

 

When I had no touch,

I made smell my feelings.

 

When I had no space,

I made art my vision.

 

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